Sunday, 8 December 2013

Georg Haslinger

 George Haslinger by Nigel A James

Big Dadai



Georg Haslinger is an artist endifierence! His style and his life which include painting, curating, theatre and much more, too, are mature combinations of styles which lean to both abstract and traditional. And, in order to understand the way that he is and where he is going, a brief understanding of Dadaism is called for!

Dadaism is an artistic movement which started in Zurich during the first world war. Its aims were to demonstrate against all artistic convention by means of its own designs and thinking. This almost dogmatic process included fine arts, applied arts, literature, and practically everything else as well! And, Kurt Switters was the Dadaiist literary giant who influenced George more than most. For, he, too, was a lone star of the world of art and creation. And, what Switters wrote was fantastic in a very wide meaning!

Switters is especially well known for two of his “very open to interpretation” works: An Anna Blume – an absurd love poem, and, his greatest theatrical work of all, The Ursonate, a play which was based upon “poster poems” by Raoul Hausmann. And, its first performance in Switzerland was not only provocative, but also a shocker! And, it's still just as moving as always! And the good news is that its set to continue.

Georg is putting on The Ursonate next June in Vienna. He has put together a highly talented group of people who are already practising and rehearsing in a very dedicated way! And, this conventional unconventional piece is bound to touch all who see it in some way or other! And, its opening line is possibly the best way to wish Georg good luck with his project;

Fumms bö wö tää zää Uu, pögiff, kwii Ee”

See you at the theatre next June!


I will be providing more details nearer the time, but, if you wish I can send you a mail, too! Please drop me a mail at naj.diariworld@gmail.com

Erika Berger

A few weeks ago, Erika Berger told me the following story. It happened on a cold Thursday November afternoon in 1968, and Erika Berger thoug...